Fang Huaizhou had actually seen Zhang Yong a long time ago.
Zhang Yong almost never appears alone. There are always many people around him.
In groups.
Swagger.
It's hard for others not to notice.
I have to say that Zhang Yong is really careful. Every time he goes out, he always brings enough people with him.
From a safety perspective, it's really impeccable.
It is indeed not that easy for the Japanese invaders to assassinate him.
I just feel a little bit...
A little too cautious?
A person cannot act alone. It is inconvenient to do anything.
Of course, this has nothing to do with Fang Huaizhou.
Zhang Yong's conditions do not meet the requirements of the party organization. The party organization will not accommodate a certain person.
If it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work.
Principles cannot be compromised.
Maybe, we can be friends at some point, but we can't be comrades.
"Captain Zhang..."
"only you?"
"Yes. It's just me. No one has bought books recently..."
"Then wouldn't it be a big loss for you to open this bookstore?"
"Just keep it going!"
Fang Huaizhou and Zhang Yong talked about each other.
Zhang Yong knew his identity. He had nothing to hide. He also believed that Zhang Yong would not inform anyone.
It's not a matter of character.
It's useless to tell the truth.
For Zhang Yong, the Red Party is not his target at all.
The Red Party has no money.
This guy is nicknamed "Desperate for Money".
As the saying goes, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.
As you can imagine...
Zhang Yong took out the film and asked, "Is there a photo studio nearby?"
"No." Fang Huaizhou shook his head.
"Then I'll pay for you to set up a photo studio! Consider it a side job."
"What?"
"I said, I'll provide the money, you provide the people, and we'll set up a photo studio."
"Why?"
"I have some private photos of myself that need to be processed. I don't want to trouble people within the Fuxing Society, and I can't let other outsiders know."
"this……"
Fang Huaizhou was about to speak but stopped.
Vaguely, he felt Zhang Yong's intention.
It seems that you want to use the photo studio to reveal some news to them? Some news that will be useful to the Red Party?
is that so?
Maybe so?
hope so……
"Don't worry, mother-in-law. I'll pay for it!" Zhang Yong took out a stack of banknotes with a face value of 100 silver dollars and counted them. There were five of them. "I think there is a place behind your bookstore. Make your own darkroom. Find someone who knows how to print.
If you like it, we can start work immediately."
The banknote is of course from Guoshang Bank.
He wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible. Otherwise, he might not be able to use it in the future.
Five hundred dollars to build a darkroom for drying photos should be enough.
There is no need for him to provide cameras and film.
All these messy things can be solved by catching a few more Japanese invaders.
"I have learned how to take photos..."
"That's best!"
Zhang Yong took out the film.
"You can show it out for me now."
"But, there are no tools..."
"I'll give you two hours, you can do it immediately."
"Then, okay, okay!"
Fang Huaizhou agreed.
In two hours, he could indeed buy all the tools.
The darkroom is ready-made and does not require any repairs. The main things you need to buy are developer solution, clamps, ropes, tweezers, etc. There are also some other tools.
Get busy immediately.
Zhang Yong was sitting in Yuewen Bookstore.
I picked up a few books and read them randomly.
They are all big books.
can't read.
But you can pretend to understand.
Anyway, I have nothing to do for the time being.
It just gives Virgo an impression of being eager to learn.
Damn...
Three Kingdoms……
It seems like I haven't watched it recently.
I hurriedly found a copy of Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
oh……
now it's right.
I immediately pretended to read it carefully, but actually I didn’t read it at all.
But it doesn’t matter, just showing off is enough.
Outside the bookstore, there are newcomers led by a team leader named Chen Zhen.
This Chen Zhen is Yang Shanfu's favorite disciple. He taught him personally. Yang Shanfu was also an action instructor before.
Watching Fang Huaizhou busy.
Pretending to be concentrating on reading.
Finally, the tools were prepared. Fang Huaizhou entered the darkroom and began to take photos. Zhang Yong was still sitting outside reading.
Not long after, Fang Huaizhou came out. He hesitated to speak.
"What's the matter?"
"Well, the content of the photo..."
"What?"
"Come in and see for yourself!"
"good!"
Zhang Yong entered the darkroom.
The lights inside are dark red.
The photos were clipped to the rope and had not yet completely dried.
There are still some photos that are still soaked in potion and have not been fished out yet. However, the contents above are basically the same.
All have a male protagonist.
The supporting characters are all women. And they are all beautiful women.
"Who is he?" Zhang Yong knew that the problem lay with this man.
"Cao Jianzhang." Fang Huaizhou replied slowly.
"Oh?" Zhang Yong brought the photo to his eyes and looked at it carefully.
Cao Jianzhang?
Director of Tianjin Police Station?
Did Chiporov get his photo? It seems to be a matter of lifestyle?
Oh, except for the Red Party members, no one else has anything to say about their lifestyle. At most, it can only be said to be disorderly. But it is not illegal. It can only be accused from a moral level.
So, now the question comes, how many women are there?
"Seven."
"so much?"
Zhang Yong suddenly felt that he could not keep up with the times.
There were seven of others who were photographed. What about the ones that were not photographed? Only a few of myself? Are there seven? Forget it. I am too lazy to count.
Just catch up. It must be more than seven.
Fang Huaizhou felt that something was wrong with Zhang Yong's expression. This guy's eyes were actually envious?
Sure enough, it made sense for the organization to reject him.
This is a very decadent feudal thought! How can it be like this? What era is it, and you still think about three wives and four concubines!
Shake his head.
He lowered his head and continued playing with the photos.
Zhang Yong looked at all the photos one by one and then discovered a problem.
like……
There is no talk of life style here on the Guo Party side.
Using these photos to target Cao Jianzhang will have no effect. Cao Jianzhang could have been beaten to death and refused to admit it.
Is there a picture or the truth?
No.
As long as Cao Jianzhang refuses to admit it, there is nothing anyone else can do.
Legislative Council?
Oh, Tianjin Wei seems to have a Legislative Council. But it is a decoration. Because it is a period of military control, it is under the special control of the 29th Army.
In short, the current Tianjin Wei is not a normal society.
so……
It's useless to use this method to get Cao Jianzhang.
Cheporov thought too much and thought these photos were very useful. He might have wanted to use these photos to threaten Cao Jianzhang.
A bit naive...
How could Cao Jianzhang be so thin-skinned?
If these photos could bring him down, how could he sneak into the position of police commissioner?
Even Zhang Yong's face is not so thin.
Shake his head.
"I gave you all these photos."
"What are you doing for us?"
"See if it's of any use. If you spread it out, it might help the student movement or something."
"We don't use such dark methods."
"Well……"
Zhang Yong was choked.
Okay. Forgot the principles of the Red Party.
The underground party organizations of the Red Party are strictly prohibited from using all kinds of violence or dirty methods.
Otherwise, what is the difference from ordinary Huidaomen?
Okay, you can't use it. Then give it to me. I can use it. I have no principles in doing things.
But the photos have not been completely dried yet. They cannot be taken away for the time being. They can only be kept here by Fang Huaizhou for a period of time. They will come back to pick them up when they are completely dry.
Suddenly an idea came to me.
"Well, does your organization need assistance or something?"
"what do you want to say?"
"For example, I will donate some money and weapons to you..."
"We warmly welcome donations. However, if there are any stringent conditions attached, then they are waived."
Fang Huaizhou said calmly.
Zhang Yong already knew his identity. There was nothing to hide.
In front of Zhang Yong, the only thing you need to pay attention to is to adhere to the basic principles of the party. Don't let this guy confuse right and wrong and then do whatever you want.
Zhang Yong's biggest problem is that he likes to act haphazardly. He will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.
Although his actions are effective, they do conflict with many of our party's organizational principles. In the short term, there are no signs of this guy correcting himself.
Strangely, Zhang Yong seemed to know the organizational principles of the Red Party, but he refused to change despite repeated admonitions.
What a weirdo. He seems to know a lot about the Red Party?
But he is not one of his own.
But I also like to get together.
To be honest, Fang Huaizhou has never met such a contradictory person.
It’s completely invisible!
Shi Bingdao couldn't see it. Gu Mozhai couldn't see it through.
So many people can't see through it. It means there are too many secrets in this guy.
"I don't have any conditions."
"Our party has always adhered to the principle of equal dealings."
"Understood. I will lend you a sum of money. It will be for twenty years. The interest will be fixed. After twenty years, you will return double the amount. How about that?"
"Twenty years?"
"Yes! Twenty years! To 1955 AD."
Zhang Yong repeated the emphasis.
There are so many banknotes from Guoshang Bank, so I have to spend them quickly.
It seems a bit of a loss to lend out one hundred thousand oceans now and get back two hundred thousand oceans twenty years later. But it doesn’t matter.
Twenty years later, it should be 1955. New China has gained a firm foothold.
Well, in the Silla Peninsula, we have defeated all the most powerful enemies on the earth. No one dares to do it again.
"are you serious?"
Fang Huaizhou felt very strange and couldn't understand it.
Is this guy a bit of a sucker for money? It seems like it was given away for free. Twenty years. How long has it been since then?
To be honest, who can say for sure what the situation will be like twenty years from now?
"At that time, I may not be here anymore."
"But there is an organization behind you! As long as there is an organization, you are not afraid."
"you……"
"Don't worry, I believe that the organization behind you can not only persist for twenty years, but also for much longer. Therefore, someone will definitely return this money."
"You really think so?"
"Yes. If you are gone and the organization is gone, wouldn't my money be wasted? Can I do a loss-making business? Do you think so?"
"Right……"
Fang Huaizhou said to himself.
Suddenly I realized that I seemed to be led astray by this guy.
I want to refute, but I don’t know where to start. Could it be that he said that his organization will definitely not last twenty years?
"Hey, this is a hundred thousand yuan." Zhang Yong took out a thick stack of silver notes.
"How much?" Fang Huaizhou was shocked.
One hundred thousand silver dollars?
faint!
How much money does this guy have?
Isn't he a squad leader of the Fuxing Society's Secret Service? How could he make so much money?
faint!
Fang Huaizhou said that he could not keep up with the times.
I can’t figure it out at all!
corruption?
Just kidding, who could be so greedy?
That's one hundred thousand oceans! It's silver dollars! Not those worthless banknotes!
Who has so many?
Even Dai Li may not be able to produce so much cash!
Desperate for money...
Really desperate for money...
How much money did Zhang Yong make...
"You need to be careful!" Zhang Yong said, "One hundred thousand oceans is not a lot. Twenty years later, you will have to pay back four hundred thousand oceans. I only want oceans and nothing else. Don't try to fool me with paper money."
"Okay. I'll borrow this money." Fang Huaizhou recovered his thoughts and made a decisive decision.
If you give it as a gift, he may not accept it.
However, he dared to accept the loan.
Twenty years later, double the return, from an interest point of view, is simply a waste of money.
"Come on, come on, write an IOU."
"good!"
Fang Huaizhou really wrote the IOU.
Zhang Yong asked him to specify that it should be returned on December 1, 1955. It must be returned in cash or silver of the same weight. No banknotes are required.
If he has sacrificed personally, it will be reimbursed by his parent organization.
Fang Huaizhou suddenly remembered something, "With the IOU, aren't you afraid that the Fuxing Society Secret Service will say that you are communicating with the Red Party?"
"Except for you, no one else can see the IOU." Zhang Yong replied casually, "No one will say that I am a red party. If someone says that, they will erase it without me doing anything."
"Why?"
"Because I also make money for the Fuxing Society Secret Service!"
"Well……"
"There are thousands and hundreds of people working in the Fuxing Society, and I earn more than half of the welfare benefits. To say that I am a member of the Red Party means that I am at odds with the entire Secret Service."
"you……"
Fang Huaizhou was speechless.
What is this called? Can money communicate with gods?
Guo Dang is really hopeless.
But I have to say that this Zhang Yong is really crazy about catching Japanese spies.
I don’t know whether he caught a spy to protect his family or the country, or to make money? Or both? It would be unlucky for a spy to meet someone like him.
Zhang Yong got the IOU, flicked it, and put it in his pocket.
alright.
Another piece of protection.
Twenty years later, there will still be at least 400,000 silver dollars.
What?
Deadbeat?
Be attentive a hundred times.
This investment will definitely not be lost.
Farewell.
Return to Bamboo Garden.
Call the Bamboo Garden and ask for Cheporov directly.
The map marker shows that Cheporov is no longer by the wall. Instead, he is in the center of the Bamboo Garden.
Sure enough, Cheporov soon answered the call.
"Your photos are worthless." Zhang Yong said coldly, "If you want to come out alive, you must give me something useful."
"Of course I know. I also have the useful information if you want it. But, how can I trust you?" Cheporov's answer was also firm, "You got the useful information and then still trapped me here. There is nothing I can do about it.
Do you think I can do the business?"
"You seem to have no choice."
"If you kill me, you won't get one hundred thousand dollars. Why bother?"
"You're right! What do you think we should do?"
Zhang Yong nodded honestly.
The main theme is to follow the good and follow the flow.
He actually doesn't like killing people. There's no benefit to it, and he doesn't have any personal grudges.
Of course, except for people like Wang Zhulin. This guy has done too many dirty things. If he catches him, he will definitely kill him. It can also be regarded as revenge for those girls who suffered disaster.
"Let me out first..."
"impossible."
"you……"
Cheporov's voice stopped abruptly.
Zhang Yong feels something is wrong. It seems that the phone line has been cut off? Isn't it possible?
He immediately checked the map and found that there were several small red dots and several small white dots appearing around Cheporov, entangled with each other.
Huh?
What do these guys do?
Is it a group of tough men dancing? Japanese invaders are also involved?
suddenly……
A red dot disappears.
Huh?
Disappeared?
No way?
Zhang Yong thought he had made a mistake.
Then, I found another white spot disappearing. This time, I was convinced that I was not mistaken.
Gradually it became clear.
The truth is, the white dots and red dots are fighting inside.
The white dots should be Cheporov's men or others. The red dots are Japanese invaders. They may be members of the Blue Dragon Society. Both sides took action.
But no gunshots were heard. It might have been hand-to-hand combat, close combat.
Strange, why did these two groups start fighting? By the way, when we are in trouble, shouldn't we cooperate with each other?
But I soon figured it out again.
It is impossible for the Japanese invaders to cooperate with anyone. They only try to trick their teammates.
Strategically, he deceived the head of state.
Tactically, the Army Red Deer and the Navy Red Deer pitted each other against each other.
It is impossible for them to cooperate with outsiders. It is also impossible for them to cooperate within themselves. Unity does not exist.
Good. Good. Good.
Beat slowly. The more vigorous the beating, the better.
